My Death God Roommate

Zeng Tianhan said unscrupulously: "You are really a loyal and good fighter? I know what Huang Desert Ridge is. I know better than you. My master just went inside and never came out again! What responsibility does justice tie me to accompany me? You die, it's okay! Didn't the chief appointed your sister? Let her be with her too!"

Mu Rong sprinted over, clasping Zeng Tianhan's placket tightly with both hands, and said with red eyes: "Don't hit Sangyu's idea, otherwise I'm not polite to you."

Zeng Tianhan was stunned by the anger. He said this only to poke Sangtong’s pain, but he did not expect that Mu Rong was so excited that he was so excited that he weakened and took Mu Rong’s hand: "You let go."

"Sang Yu is just an ordinary person, you can do whatever you want me to do, don't even try to drag her into the water, understand?"

"Murong, let go first."

"I ask if you understand!"

"I heard, you let go!"

Only then did Mu Rong pant and loosen Zeng Tianhan's shirt.

She glanced at Sang Tong lightly: "I will take Sang Yu away as soon as possible." After speaking, she left 402.

After Mu Rong left, Zeng Tianhan sat on the sofa and looked at Sang Tong and laughed: "What a good sister, ha! You can die, we can also die with you, but your baby sister can't die, right?"

"Who said he would die if he entered?"

"Then why did you let your sister run?"

Sang Tong stared at Zeng Tianhan for a long time: "Sang Yu is not a member of the bureau. She is just an innocent girl who is more vulnerable than ordinary people. You can't involve her just because she is my sister. There are many people in this world who have yin and yang eyes. , Is it because she is my sister to endure this?"

Zeng Tianhan "hum" and did not answer.

"I have been in the bureau for so many years, and there has never been a mission that has been latent for two full years, so you should be aware of the seriousness of this mission. It is definitely not a coincidence that there are problems in both the southwest and northeast. This is definitely not a coincidence. I understand that the head of staff asked Sang Yu to help me, but I can’t agree. It’s not the time to get frustrated. Do you want to take part in your own consideration.”

...

Zeng Tianhan returned to 403, and Mu Rong was sitting on the sofa in the dark.

He sat opposite Mu Rong and took out a cigarette case: "Can I?"

"random."

"Thank you."

Mu Rong watched the red light spot on the opposite side flicker and flicker, making his heart confused.

"What are you going to do?"

"I will take Sang Yu out of here tomorrow, and she will come back after getting settled."

"Why do you come back, will she agree?"

"I can let Ah Miao temporarily replace my physical body as me, and my soul will fly back. How about you?"

"I will leave early tomorrow morning."

"Are you not going to care about this?"

"How can a person from the Northeast give up my hometown? I just went to Changbai Mountain to retrieve my golden sword. I don't have so many methods like Sang Tong. Of the three magical items, the lethality of the golden sword is the most powerful. Practical, since it is a tough battle, of course you must prepare well."

"rest early."

"Ok."

When Mu Rong stayed up all night, Tianmengliang found his bag. In order to avoid causing Sang Yu's suspicion, he simply put on a few sets of changed clothes.

Then she sat on the bed and stared at Sang Yu thinking about how to persuade her, until Sang Tong asked the two of them to eat breakfast, she didn't think of a good word.

However, Sang Tong was thoughtful, put down his chopsticks and said to Sang Yu: "Yu, I booked air tickets to Sacheon for you and Mu Rong. You can take a look at me when you go home."

"Okay, won't Sister Tongtong go back?"

"Let me prepare, I'm afraid my mother will break my leg."

Sang Yu's eyes darkened: "Sister, you haven't been home in eight years. Uncle and aunt miss you very much. Take this opportunity to go back with us, Master Xiaofang."

Sang Tong smiled and rubbed Sang Yu's head: "I will definitely go home with you this year. The shop is closed during this time. Take advantage of my free time to go back and have a look. Don't tell them about me, let alone tell them. They and we are together, you know?"

"……it is good."

Sangtong took Murong to the balcony and put the bank card in her hand: "You take this. Time is running out. Listen to me. This flight will be cancelled due to weather problems. Then you will bring Yuwaer. Just find a destination and go anywhere, don’t tell me."

Sang Tong took out another mobile phone and gave it to Mu Rong: "This is a mobile phone specially made by our bureau, which has anti-tracking and positioning functions. I will contact you when our affairs are over, and you will come back with Yuwaer."

"What about you? You don't need my help anymore?"

"If you come back, who will protect Yuwaer?"

"I can let Ah Miao into my body..."

"No, listen to me. If I die, a person named Wang Hao will contact you through this phone. He is my best friend and trustworthy person. He will tell you something about Yuwaer. ."

"I can ask Hao Jiefang to help take care of Sang Yu. I will accompany you. One more person will give you a chance of winning. What if you have an accident?"

Sang Tong grabbed Mu Rong's shoulders with both hands and looked straight into her eyes: "There are some things, if I survive, I will tell you personally, or wait until you see Wang Hao to make judgments. Before that, you have to guard against people from the underworld. "

Mu Rong opened his mouth and heard what Sang Yu said in her ear the night when the ghost king Pipa was killed: "Don't trust the people in the underworld."

"Okay, take care."

"Thanks, take care of Yuwaer for me."

"I will."

"Also, try not to take the transportation that requires ID card to buy tickets. When you arrive at the destination, don't stay in a hotel. Find a daily rental house. If you renew one day a day, you should pay more deposit and you should not need an ID card. The task won’t take long, at most one month will be resolved."

"it is good."

Before leaving, Sang Yu hugged Sang Tong at the door: "Sister, I don't want to go home, can I stay?"

"You are obedient, and you are back after ten days and a half. Are you still pestering sister when you are so old?"

After Mu Rong and Sang Yu left, Zeng Tianhan also left.

Sang Tong had been staring at the time. Four hours passed quickly. She estimated that Mu Rong and Sang Yu were already on their way out of Shanyang City.

"Ding Dong."

Doorbell rang.

"Who?"

"I, Zeng Tianhan."

Sang Tong frowned: "Did you forget something?"

Pushing the door open, the expression on Sang Tong's face solidified.

Next to Zeng Tianhan stood a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, followed by two young people in the same dress.

"may I come in?"

"Director?"

Sang Tong did not expect that the director of the Special Event Management Bureau would come in person and quickly stepped aside: "Please come in."

Su Sifang stood up and bowed his hands together.

The director smiled and nodded: "Master Xiao Su, don't come here unharmed."

Zeng Tianhan was like a **** that was defeated. He didn’t regain his vitality until he met Sang Tong. Even so, he still didn’t dare to look directly at the mysterious director. He took advantage of Sang Tong’s time to pour tea and followed him to the kitchen: Was intercepted halfway, where are Mu Rong and others?"

"Let's go, they are not in the bureau and the chief will not embarrass them."

Zeng Tianhan looked back and saw that no one was approaching here, and asked eagerly: "Will I die!?"

"Not for the time being, but I don't know when I reach the Yellow Desert Ridge."

Zeng Tianhan breathed a sigh of relief. He died in the mission because he was not good at learning, as long as he didn't get executed.

Sang Tong offered tea to the director: "The director, please have tea."

"Thank you, sit down."

"Yes."

"Xiao Zeng sit down, too."

"Thank you Director."

"How are you preparing?"

"Preparing."

"Where's your sister and that shame?"

Sang Tong straightened his waist and put his hands on his knees: "As the leader of this operation, I have the right to decide whether or not my team members go or stay. Besides, they are not insiders. I let them leave."

The Secretary smiled slightly, turned his head and glanced, the man standing behind the sofa knowingly, presented a kraft paper portfolio and put a suitcase on the coffee table.

"Xiao Zeng, open it and take a look."

"Yes."

The sound of the crisp metal opening popped open. The box opened, and there was another magic weapon of Zeng Tianhan: the golden knife.

"Director?!"

"On behalf of the bureau, I would like to express my deep condolences and regrets for the death of the third grandma Hui. After a stage of negotiation, the Ma family decided to return the golden sword to the original owner. You must cherish it this time."

Zeng Tianhan held the golden knife in his hand, his eyes flashed with excitement: "Yes, thank you Chief."

Director Niu took out a stack of A4 papers from the portfolio, a total of five copies.

The four characters "Non-disclosure Agreement" are printed on the cover of each copy.

"Sang Tong, have you talked to Xiao Zeng about the specific content of the task?"

"Speaking part of it, the specific details have not been implemented yet."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I will tell you more in detail later."

Sang Tong looked at the five agreements on the table and sneered.

Passed a copy to Su Sifang and Zeng Tianhan, and also took a copy of the open review, the same old format, there was nothing to pay special attention to, so I turned to the last page and signed it.

Then he was stained with ink pad, and his body was shaking just as he was about to drop his fingerprints.

She heard the sound of opening the door with the key and turned her head in astonishment.

The door opened, and Sang Yu and Mu Rong walked in one after another.

Sang Tong's pupils shrank: "How are you...Wang Hao?!"

Behind Sang Yu and Mu Rong followed up with an unsightly man who was Sang Tong's best friend and comrade-in-arms.

Special Event Management Bureau Special Function Section, Section Chief: Wang Hao.

"Sang Tong, long time no see."

Sang Tong stood up and looked at the person with his fists coldly: "What do you mean?"

Wang Hao shrugged helplessly, and the director leaned forward and nodded Sang Tong: "Be calm, sit down and say."

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone for your birthday wishes. I am very happy, and I feel very happy watching everyone's instructions to me.

On a small birthday, so many divers were exploded, hahahahahaha~ This may be the best birthday gift. I found a lot of familiar faces, so you are still there~

Just switched to underwater.